The Indian reality becomes memory

In a split second
as soon as I sat on the airplane
India went from being
my reality
to being
a memory.
A good memory.

6 Responses to “The Indian reality becomes memory”

  1. búúi Hrafn Says:

    Hvenær lendirðu á gamla góða fróni ?

  2. johannabjork Says:

    Vonandi get eg verid einhversstadar fram a vor….. en hver veit!

  3. johannabjork Says:

    I rembember what I felt like when India was a dream.
    It was the future.
    I was scared, as I mentioned in my first post.
    Now i know that there is nothing to fear.

  4. Elín Says:

    Hvar er daman niðurkomin núna?

  5. Heiða Says:

    Hvar ertu núna Jóhanna mín?

    • johannabjork Says:

      Sæta Heiða.
      Ég er á sætu littlu, rólegu eyjunni Mull, við vesturströnd Skotlands. Hér ætla ég að vera í mánuð og leggja lokahönd á ritgerðina góðu, í skiptum fyrir örlitla aðstoð á gistiheimilinu. Kiss til þín.

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